The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

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Hearing this, Captain Li's face changed greatly: "All gone? Cheng You, who chased you, and Wang Li, are all..."

At this moment, Li Xiaowei caught a glimpse of several tokens in Su Yu's arms from the corner of his eye, and his mind boomed!

They were all beheaded by this son!

Shocked, the anger turned into a raging flame, burning his chest, as if to burst it!

I actually suffered a group annihilation!

The enemy is not a fifth-tier holy king, not a fourth-tier holy king, but a third-tier holy king!

"You, unforgivable!" Li Xiaowei's eyes were blood red, and he struck with a palm, which was suddenly several times fiercer!

The terrifying power seems to wipe out Su Yu!

However, Su Yu was not afraid.

With a calm expression, he pointed out a finger.

"Killers, people will always kill them, you go on the road with them!" Su Yu was calm and confident, a magnificent flame gradually gathered at his fingertips.

Li Xiaowei's face was slightly stiff, and there was a ray of destructive force on his fingertips that made his heart skip a beat!

not good!

Colonel Li has rich experience in combat and had a bad premonition, so he made a decisive decision, spread his wings behind his back, and when he was about to collide with Su Yu, he soared into the sky, keeping a distance.

His eyes were full of fear, and his heart was full of fear: "Then... what kind of trick is it? Why is it so terrible, there is an illusion that you will perish after touching it?"

Thinking about how this third-rank holy king can kill his three subordinates, a feeling of unfathomable depth surged into his heart.

Intuition told him that he could not fight with one of them!

"Junior! Liu Xianzong Su Yu, Li, remember! The Dark Dynasty will find you one day! Get ready!"

Whoosh—

After saying this sentence, Li Xiaowei fled away.

Staring at the running back of the other party, Su Yu hesitated for a moment, but finally gave up.

For one thing, in terms of speed, he is not as good as the fifth-order holy king, and it is difficult to catch up.

Secondly, he has no time. There are only three days left before the registration deadline for Xianyun Ancient Temple!

"You run fast!" Su Yu felt unwilling, and the magnificent flames at his fingertips were extinguished leisurely.

However, finally killing a snow lion is not without gain.

It is also at the fifth-order holy king level, so this snow lion can naturally be exchanged for one hundred honors!

In addition to killing three people before, a total of 135 honors can be exchanged!

Grabbing the snow lion's severed head, Su Yu flew back to the sect.

In the three days, there is only a short rest and food, and the rest of the time, I will go on the road with all my strength.

If you delay the registration time and miss the Xianyun Ancient Temple, Xian'er's situation will be extremely worrying!

"Xian'er! Wait for me!" Thinking deeply of Xian'er's delicate and beautiful figure in his mind, he hurried on his way wholeheartedly.

Finally, three days later.

Flowing outside the sect, a group of outer disciples patrolling the outside world were stunned!

A frail young man with torn clothes and pale qi, but with a terrifying head the size of a house on his head!

The blood on the skull has dried up, but there is still a ferocious aura, which makes people frightened.

boom--

When he fell from the sky, it was like an earthquake, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Su...it's Senior Brother Su Yu!!" Patrolling the disciples of the outer sect, they finally recognized Su Yu.

That unique and unique silver hair is Su Yu's logo!

"Senior Brother Su is back!" The disciples patrolling the outer sect cheered in awe and greeted them happily.

Su Yu, a legendary figure from the outer sect, has returned, and brought back a terrifying corpse of a monster!

"Where is the third elder?" Su Yu hurriedly asked, after handing over the task, he wanted to sign up immediately.

However, after traveling for three days and three nights, his spiritual energy was exhausted and he was exhausted, but he could barely make it back in the end.

Today is the last day to sign up, and Su Yu is not late.

"In...in the Golden Bell Hall, inner disciples are being summoned to issue an urgent mission."

Golden Bell Palace? Su Yu nodded slightly, and with his huge head on his back, he dodged away.

The spacious palace with the golden bell is just like a month ago.

The third elder rang the bell again, and issued an urgent mission.

Before the bell, Song Qingshan was drenched in blood and suffered heavy injuries in many places.

He escaped from Li Xiaowei's hands that day, and was seriously injured.

He fled all the way while recovering his strength, so he just came back.

The three elders immediately summoned the disciples of the inner sect and prepared to issue a new mission.

At this moment, Song Qingshan is like a returning hero, attracting attention, telling the story of his encounters in front of hundreds of inner disciples.

"Brothers and sisters, Mr. Song is incompetent, and I am the only one to live on. The rest of the juniors are all... buried!" Song Qingshan showed compassion: "It is my fault, Mr. Song!"

All the inner disciples sighed in their hearts.

Such a result, as expected, the group of six was just going to die.

Even, he should be lucky to be able to escape back to Song Qingshan and bring back the details of the murderer.

In a gloomy atmosphere, Song Qingshan sadly narrated: "My fellow juniors and I encountered a murderer. The strongest of them are two fifth-level holy kings, one human and one demon. One each from the peak, we were caught off guard and attacked by them, and the rest were all killed in battle, only I survived."

Two fifth-order holy kings? Sure enough! !

Everyone's heart trembled slightly, no wonder the team that escorted the heavy treasure before was wiped out. It turned out that there were two fifth-rank saint kings!

The third elder gradually became more at ease in his heart, and he had a clear understanding of the overall strength of the enemy. It was worth the sacrifice so much.

.[,! ] Gently patted Song Qingshan on the shoulder, the third elder showed a trace of sadness, and said comfortingly: "You have tried your best, there is no need to be sad, this time you have successfully found out the enemy's reality, and made great contributions to us capturing and killing them all, you Although no one has been beheaded, the elder's promise has not changed, and the person who contributes the most can enter the scripture pavilion once."

Hearing this, a group of inner disciples were so jealous that their eyes turned red.

Song Qingshan showed sadness on his face, but he was ecstatic in his heart! Such a great job fell on him!

But at this moment, a cold voice came from an inconspicuous corner in the crowd: "How did Su Yu die?"

When everyone looked at it, there was amazement in their eyes, and many people were even more envious.

A curvaceous, graceful and feminine woman stands alone in the corner.

Classical and elegant, like the women in Jiangnan paintings, beautiful and beautiful.

In particular, that icy temperament, repelling people thousands of miles away, is even more fascinating.

This person is none other than the four core disciples, Mo Wu!

The number one beauty in the inner sect! Known as the beauty of the iceberg, it is the goal that countless disciples struggle and pursue.

Song Qingshan's heart skipped a beat, he knew better than anyone how Su Yu fell.

It was he who moved the disaster to the east and relieved the pressure, so that he barely escaped.

As for Su Yu's safety, there is no doubt that the only way out for a fifth-ranked saint king is death.

But on the way, Song Qingshan was already ready to speak, with grief on his face: "Senior sister, in order to cover us, Junior Brother Su took the initiative to lure the enemy to flee, and his whereabouts are unknown. Lion chases!"

Being chased and killed by the fifth-rank holy king Xueshi? Everyone was shocked and showed pity.

Mo Wu was stunned for a long time, and then sighed in a low voice after a while, feeling a little relaxed in her heart, and also a little inexplicably lost.

The master took extra care of Su Yu, which made her, who had enjoyed exclusive favor for many years, feel a deep crisis.

But I don't know why, thinking of Su Yu's Meteorite Grand Competition, the indestructible will against the sky, the one who made a big wedding, even though he died without regret, seems to have lost something in his heart.

In the future, we will never see that extremely strong and unyielding figure again, right?

If Master finds out, will he feel sorry for him?

Heartbroken, Mo Wu lowered her head and left expressionlessly.

The third elder sighed slightly in his heart, did that little guy who volunteered also perish?

If he knew this earlier, why did he agree to enlist in the army?

Reining in his emotions, the third elder said with grief and indignation, "It is unforgivable to intercept and kill my Liuxian sect disciple twice! Who will come to claim this temporary urgent task?"

"Task requirements, the minimum level is a fifth-rank holy king!" With the specific number of people, strength and range of activities, it will be easier to capture and kill.

In an instant, the high-level disciples of the Holy King who had been waiting for a long time responded like a cloud.

The most dangerous wayfinding, they just need to sit back and enjoy the success.

The rising crowd is holding those dead bodies that will remain forever in the cold Crouching Snow Field.

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice came from outside the door.

"Cancel the task, it is no longer necessary."

The boiling crowd fell silent for an instant, and someone dared to disobey the mission of the sect and speak nonsense here?

But what really silenced them was the figure standing at the door with hands behind their backs!

Mo Wu walked with her head bowed, and when she reached the door, a figure fell from the sky unexpectedly and plunged into his arms.

With a broad and hot chest, familiar with the masculine breath, Mo Wu suddenly wakes up, looking up, his beautiful eyes are wide open: "Su Yu!"

Immediately, not knowing whether to be happy or angry, he said angrily: "If you are not dead, show up earlier!"

While feeling the threat again in my heart, it was inexplicably relaxed.

Su Yu's old face flushed slightly, he was anxious on his way, and did not pay attention to the specific situation in the hall.

So it came in a hurry, unexpectedly, Mo Wu bumped into his arms.

Soft and delicate body, with a delicate fragrance penetrated into the nose, especially the pair of plump and mature breasts on the chest, squeezing Su Yu's chest hard.

Full of elasticity, soft and warm, it is soothing.

Although she is cold in person, her fragrant body is extremely good.

Seemingly feeling the strangeness of the close contact just now, Mo Wu's pretty face turned red, she gave Su Yu a vicious look, and walked away.

"Su...Yu, you're not dead?" Song Qingshan looked like he had seen a ghost.

Chased by two fifth-rank saint kings, he...isn't dead yet!

With a thump in his heart, Song Qingshan was extremely guilty.

"Haha... thanks to Senior Brother Song, Junior Brother was lucky enough to get his life back!" Su Yu stepped into the room and shot it coldly.

The third elder and many inner disciples were shocked.

Many peak fourth-tier saint kings fell, but Jiang Baiyu, a small third-tier saint king, was able to come back alive!

"My God! He has become a third-tier holy king since he was a child, and has broken through to a fourth-tier holy king!" Someone with sharp eyes immediately noticed the change in Su Yu's momentum.

"Not only did he not die, but he got a great opportunity! It's incredible!"

The third elder was stunned for a moment, his heart relaxed slightly, and he smiled: "It's good to be able to come back alive!"

After pondering for a moment, the third elder said: "Both of you are responsible for bringing back specific information about the enemy for the sect, and your credits are equal, but considering that Song Qingshan is the leader of the team, he will be the one to get the entry into the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, your credit can be exchanged for ten points of honor. "

"It's really lucky, not only escaped with one life, but also got ten points of honor."

"If I had such good luck as him, I would have joined the team long ago."

"Tch! Fleeing back like a bereaved dog. [,!] Come on, what is there to envy?" A Dacheng fifth-rank saint king sneered slightly: "It's just using the blood of the dead brothers to get the sympathy of the sect , just give some rewards! We are the heroes who wiped out the murderer!"

Hearing this, many people nodded secretly, if it wasn't for the fact that they had escaped death, how could the sect give them alms and appease them?

When it comes to killing the enemy, you still have to rely on them!

"No need." Su Yu walked with his hands behind his back.

To be contradicted in public? The third elder couldn't hold back his face, he was slightly angry in his heart, and said expressionlessly: "Why?"

"Because, it belongs to me, so don't cats and dogs want to get involved!" Su Yu deep in his arms, grabbed three tokens, and slapped them on the table!

Everyone looked at it fixedly, and the pupils shrank suddenly!

The palace was boiling, and in an instant, there was no sound!